《The Prince's Stubborn Mate》Chapter20 - Punishment.
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"You shouldn't have done that." Demetri's cold voice whispered in my ear.
I wiggled trying to free myself from his tight hold. His muscular arm which was wrapped tightly around my waist felt like it was crushing me.
Demetri swiftly crossed the room and threw me on the bed. I bounced a little then sat up to glare at him.
"You bastard." I seethed as he sat at the foot of the bed. Upon hearing my words, his purple eyes glowed brighter with a fiery anger that he seemed about to release upon me.
"I suggest you don't anger me further because I will seriously hurt you."
I rolled my eyes. "You're a hypocrite you, know that?" I asked rhetorically "you're just like every other male, you are a dog that barks at anything in a skirt or anything that shows clevage."
I had barely finished spitting out those words of contemp, when Demetri lounged at me and grabbed me by my hair pulling me from the bed.
I extracted my claws and took a swipe at his face, but he saw my hit coming and he grabbed my wrist. Bending my arm at the elbow, he placed it behind my back as I used my other hand to grab at his hair and pull hard enough that he gave a groan of pain before grabbing that wrist.
Basic survival instinct kicked in and I did what every little girl is taught to do when a boy tries to violate her. I brought me knee up with brute force and connected it with his groin.
Demetri released my hands and spat a bunch of swear words as he fell to his knees in pain.
She shoots she score!! I thought as I wasted no time in running for my bedroom door knowing that with his alpha blood, the pain would be gone Demetri would snap back in no time.
Pulling the door open, I ran for the stairs knowing my mother would be downstairs in the living room watching television. As I was about half way down the steps, with the kitchen door in sight I felt my hair being grabbed once again.
Demetri pulled me back and I fell, hitting my back on the steps as my right shoulder connected with the rails of the staircase. I let out an earsplitting scream.
Demetri wrapped his hand around my troath and sunk his claws into the back of my neck. Letting out a scream, I noticed that no noise came from my mouth.
My eyes widened in surprise and I began screaming for my mother. Funny how I thought I would never need her, but I do now.
Demetri picked me up in his arms. One hand wrapped around my stomach and the other still around my troath with his claws in my neck.
I wiggled and kicked at air trying to dislodge myself from his hold as I screamed voicelessly for my mommy.
Demetri twisted his claws which were embedded into my neck and my body fell limp. Although I could still feel my body, I could not move because the fucker paralized me.
Demetri dropped me ungraciously onto my bed the second time for the night. I glared at him as he stood above me.
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"Tsk tsk tsk." He said "what a bad girl you have been."
"Grinding my teeth together, I growled at him, but no sound came out and he chuckled darkly.
"Jessabell, you are stubborn and hard headed as fuck." He growled sitting beside me on the bed. "I told you never to disrespect or disobey me, you didn't listen and now I'm going to punish you."
Punish me? What the heck does he think I am, a child?
'What are you going to do? Chain me up with silver like you promised.' I sneered at him in my mind and he smirked evily at me.
"As fun as that sounds. No, that's not what I'm going to do." He said. He pulled me down to the edge of the bed by my ankles.
Demetri reached for the button of my shorts and that's when I started to panic. I willed my body to move but it refused to listen to my command. Opening my mouth I began to scream in horror and fear of what Demetri is about to do to me.
Obviously no sound came out because of what Demetri did to me. I tried to wiggle away from him but my body wouldn't move. I began to hyperventilate when Demetri pulled my shorts down my legs, exposing my pink panties with small blue butterflies on them. Oh holy Mary mother of Jesus. He's going to rape me. Oh dear God! No! No!
Lifting his lip Demetri exposed his extra large alpha fangs at me. He growled as he glared into my eyes.
"I am not a rapist Jessabell." He snarled at me "but I will punish you badly."
He hissed flipping me onto my stomach and pulling my panties off with my shorts. In one swift motion, Demetri sat at the edge of my bed and placed me across his lap, so that my naked butt was up before him. Oh my good God no!!
I felt Demetri's hand run over my bottom gently for a little while before he lifted his hand and landed a swift stinging slap on my butt cheek.
I screamed in agony and tried to move my body which no longer responded to my commands, but of course, no sound came out of my mouth and I couldn't move my body because Demetri had used his creepy witch magic to cut off my voice and render me immobile.
Demetri landed another brutal slap on my butt and I screamed profusely as the pain felt as if it was spreading through my entire body.
Demetri continued to rain slaps on my butt for what felt like an eternity but was most likely mere minutes. The sheets by my face was drenched in my salty tears my sight was blurry and my head felt like a marching band was tracking up and down in there beating drums extra hard.
My entire body was burning with pain as Demetri continued to beat me brutally. My vision began to waver between darkness and blurry light as my body began to shut down from the overload of pain.
Never in my entire life have I been hit this hard or this brutally. Then again , I've never been hit unless I've been in a fight of on the football field so this is hard for me to feel, my body struggling to absorb the painful slaps being rained on my butt.
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Finally, Demetri stopped hitting me. Inserting his claws into the back of my neck he twisted them unparalizing me and giving me my voice back.
Uncontrollable sobs tore from my throat as I tried to crawl off Demetri's lap. I was too weak and in way too much pain to move so Demetri picked me up and lay me on my belly. My head resting on the pillow, I buried my face in the pillow and continued to cry.
Reaching out Demetri's fingers made contact with my sweat soaked hair and I flinched at his touch.
"Jessabell." Demetri said and I turned to glare at him.
"Get away from me!" I screamed at him, it came out scratchy and hoarse. "Don't touch me ever again." I screamed flipping onto my back wincing at the pain in my butt. I dragged my pained body from the bed and placed my feet on the floor as Demetri stared at me.
Just now noticing that I'm naked except for the sleeveless blouse I'm wearing, I grabbed at the sheet from my bed and wrapped it around my body.
Turning fiery eyes filled with anger on Demetri I pointed to the door with my hand that wasn't holding the sheet to my body.
"Get out." I spat savagely looking at Demetri, still standing beside my bed.
"Jessabell you need to ca-" Demetri began to say but I cut him off, too enraged to listen to a word he was saying.
"Don't fucking tell me to calm down!" I screamed at him "Get the fuck our my room. Right fucking now!" I screamed, not caring about my use of improper language while talking to him.
"Watch you language little girl!" He snarled and I lost it.
Grabbing the pink lamp on the side table by my bed I hurled it at him without a thought. He ducked of course and this infuriated me more. I grabbed the next thing I could find which happened to be my thick, heavy blue Math textbook. If only the book hits as hard as the work then I'd be happy.
Aiming for his head, I missed as he shifted to the left allowing the book to fly past his shoulder and collide with the wall.
Demetri moved quickly coming to stand before me. He grabbed my left wrist and I took a swipe at his face with my right hand. My claws scratched against his cheek, leaving five long deep gashes in his face.
Seeing him bleed gave me some satisfaction and watching his blood drip from my claws mad me feel good, that I can actually injure this alpha brute.
Demetri's face healed instantly. I watched the five long claw marks close up in less than ten seconds of opening the skin. I moved to scratch him once again but he grabbed my other wrist and pushed me to the ground.
He looked down at me with gray eyes tinted purple around his dark pupils.
"Go take a shower," he ordered " then take some aleve and go to sleep, I'm leaving because if I stay you'll either hurt yourself or I'll end up hurting you more than I already have."
"Get out." I said and he turned his back on me walking towards my room door.
"Goodnight Jessabell." He said and without thought I grabbed the shoe sitting on the floor by my leg and chucked it across the room.
The shoe collided with the back of Demetri's head and he froze with his hand on the door knob. Turning around, he looked at me with fully purple irises. Bending down, he picked up the blue shoe that I had hit him with.
He looked from me to the shoe, turning it over in his hand before he looked at me once more. In a split second, the shew flew through the air and made harsh contact with my left cheek causing me to squeak in both surprise and pain. Bringing my hand up to my throbbing cheek I looked up at the now empty spot where Demetri had stood.
He left, the little bastard hit me in the face with my own shoe then left.
Rising from the floor, I made my way into the bathroom and took a shower, careful not to touch my stinging behind too much because the pain was still very much present. After I finished showering, I wiped the fog off the mirror in the bathroom and looked and my face. A large print of the bottom of my shoe was embedded in red and black bruises on my cheek.
Thank you very much Demetri Voynov. You disgusting swine. I growled in my mind before drying myself with a fluffy white towel then putting on a pair of pink pajamas.
Walking back into my bed room, I looked at the sheets on my bed. In anger, I grabbed the sheet and pulled it with all my strength causing the sheet and a few pillows to fly off the mattress. Dropping the sheet on the floor, I walked into the closet and pulled out a dark blue comforter. I grabbed a pillow from the floor then walked out of my room. Walking through the darkened house, I climbed the stairs to the third floor. No one really comes up here anymore. I pulled the door of the last room on the third floor and walked in.
The dust from the white sheets covering the furniture in the room made me sneeze. I opened the door which lead to the balcony. Stepping out into the cold air. I shivered.
Well good I thought, spreading the blanket on the ground and placing my pillow down too. I settled on the ground and closed my eyes as I lay on my side.
Mentally running over the events of the day, tears fell from my eyes onto the pillow.
I will find a way to leave Demetri. I can't live with him, I can't be with him. I must find a way to reject Demetri, I will leave him even if it kills me, and if I can't reject and leave him while he's alive then I will kill him and then live my life as I have always planned to do.
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